I'm just an ordinary Dazai [Comprehensive]

"Just listen to Dr. Sen."

The anger that arose when I heard the news that the black organization had assembled its subordinates last night has almost dissipated after a night of cooling down. Similarly, everyone's enthusiasm for starting the war has also weakened a lot. Under the poverty and hunger, no one present One wants to drag on.

Therefore, after Hongye dropped this sentence and took the lead, turned around and left with his sleeves shaken, the other portraits turned on the switch, and followed Hongye to leave, looking impatient as if they were very worried that Mori Ogai would say "one more thing" and they had to stay down.

Even Mr. Da Zuo, who is strong in body, is the same.

"Mr. Defu, there is something I want to talk to you alone."

Especially as soon as this sentence was said, everyone ran faster, and they all cast sympathetic eyes on the unattractive young man.

The young man who was left behind did not dare to express any dissatisfaction with Mori Ogai, at most he let the black and blue under his eyes appear in Mori Ogai's field of vision at a more obvious angle.

"..." Mori Ogai paused, and said nonchalantly, "Tokutomi-kun, according to Dazai-kun, you seem to have a good relationship."

Defu Luhua was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled expression on his face, he said cautiously: "Mr. Mori, did you make a mistake? I don't think I have seen Dazai-kun a few times."

Mori Ogai's expression remained unchanged, and he exposed the other party's disguise without warning: "As expected of an elite investigator of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, his ability to lie is also top-notch."

He noticed Defu's fierce expression for a moment, but he didn't point it out, he just said calmly: "I don't know what kind of agreement you have reached with Dazai-kun, but thank you very much for your efforts, and you didn't let the port black hands The party was blacklisted by the government because of the war with the black organization during this period."

"...I haven't done that kind of thing." After a few seconds of silence, Defu restrained the expression on his face, and his retorting voice was like a lifeless stone.

"I understand." Mori Ogai nodded, and only then did he truly confirm the other party's undercover identity, but of course he would not take the initiative to expose this, but chose to continue to create an omniscient image to communicate with the other party.

"Then it was Dazai-kun who persuaded you for some reason, which in turn influenced the Supernatural Secret Service Division to stand by in this war." He carefully observed Tokufu's expression, and adjusted his rhetoric, "No, it's not standing by, you guys got involved."

Mori Ogai smiled softly: "No wonder the black organization only sent one killer. Presumably their other cadres were dragged away from the beginning? Is it the customs? Later, I saw that the killer could handle it alone, so the others The cadres simply stopped trying to smuggle in."

"You have made a good plan. The middle and bottom members are dealt with by our port mafia. It is best to lose both sides, and let you reap the benefits."

Defu looked at Mori Ogai like a monster, fell silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "We know Natsume-sensei's 'Three Moment Concept', but the damage caused by the port mafia has reached a point that cannot be ignored. If the leader continues to run away, The Paranormal Agents will have to take action."

So don't say it so ugly, they are not "fishermen" yet.

Mori Ogai understood what he meant, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his face, but this smile was suppressed by himself in an instant.

He looked back at the bedroom where the leader lived, and said in a statement, as if reassuring: "Don't worry, the situation of the port mafia won't last for too long."

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"Hey, what does this mean?"

Zhong also tugged at the suit on his body and the heavy padding under the suit.

What appeared in front of people at this moment was not a short and thin young man, but a middle-aged man with a short stature, but if you took a second look, you could find the unnaturalness on his face.

Dazai, who was crossing his arms in front of him and looking picky, was thinking: "It's only troublesome on my side. Why do my legs grow so long when I'm just a dwarf? It's strange to put so many layers of sponges on it, and what's more The wig on the head and the disguise on the face, obviously my craftsmanship is perfect, but the finished product is completely wrong, it looks like a clown..."

"Hey!" Zhong also yelled at him dissatisfied.

"Ah, why not?" Dazai pretended not to understand Chuya's protest, and suddenly thought of something when he said this, with a vicious smile on his face, staring at Chuya's legs sullenly, "To pretend to be closer Just cut it off."

"Enough is enough, bastard!" Chuya couldn't take it anymore, kicked Dazai's head full of bad water with a high kick.

The boy's physical skills are at the peak, even if he is covered with burdens now, it does not affect the cleanliness of this attack in the slightest.

However, Dazai had anticipated his attack long ago, the cunning young man leaned down ahead of time, just in time to dodge with the tip of his nose.

After missing a hit, Nakaya glared at Dazai, turned around to look in the mirror, frowned and said in distaste: "What's perfect, this disguise technique is so bad, hey Dazai, you won't let me just go straight there, will you? You'll be stopped before you get on the boat."

Dazai knew he was telling the truth, but he didn't want to admit it in front of the other party, so he turned his head resentfully and whispered, "The little dwarf just doesn't know the truth."

After a pause, Dazai walked up to Chuya, raised his hand to grab his arm, Chuya endured it, and didn't push him away.

Dazai peeled off the thick sponge in two or three strokes, exposing a section of white wrist under the sleeve, which was not as thin as Dazai, so a thin layer of muscles tightly covered the beautiful wrist bones, appearing well-proportioned and powerful.

No one would have imagined that this hand, which belongs to humans no matter how you look at it, hides a terrifying power that can penetrate walls at will.

Dazai flicked the black ribbon tied around Chuya's wrist—according to Nakaya's description, the monster sealed in his body has been quieter, but just in case it still hasn't been taken off, it just comes in handy now.

As soon as the indigo mist rose, Chuya frowned and tried to stop it, but Dazai gave him a neutral glance, and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

The flames of fog-attributed death energy were continuously fed into the ribbon. At first, the flames seemed to meet the drenched bedding, and there was no movement after a little white smoke came out. However, as more and more flames were input, The headband finally got a little change.

At the same time, Chuya watched the strangely shaped ugly fat man in the mirror approaching the President Maeda little by little, and his eyes widened in surprise.

The pure black base color of the hair band is dyed with traces of dark blue, which is not conspicuous at first glance, but if you look closely, you can distinguish the delicate cloud pattern——

But in a blink of an eye, the dark blue color changed shape, the clouds were broken up and reorganized, and a cute and soft slug was outlined, which looked so alive...

Nakaya had looked enough in the mirror, he inadvertently lowered his head, and what he saw was this scene, he was so angry that he wanted to kick away the guy who was not looking for trouble this day, but before he could move, he saw Dazai's body dangling He fell softly to the side.

Chuya subconsciously raised his hand to hold his arm to support him, but in the next second he realized that he was holding the most annoying Dazai, and immediately wanted to throw him aside.

But seeing Dazai's pale face, Chuya hesitated for a moment, and carried him to the bed resignedly.

Then he stood by the bed, gritted his teeth and looked at the ribbon on his wrist, to be precise, he looked at the slug on the ribbon that showed his might, and felt his forehead throbbing.

"Dazai, just wait for me, this matter can't be solved with a beating!"

As if hearing Chuya's scolding in his sleep, Dazai lay on the bed with his eyes closed, but the corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly.

He didn't want to explain to Zhongya how to imprint the flame mark on the hairband that possessed the ability of partial human disqualification - because Dazai couldn't use the flame of death air for a long time, so he could only find a way to prolong the duration of illusion, and it would not affect the human disqualification to continue working .

It's just that the side effects are a little hard to say.

...or in other words, it was because of this side effect that he let Maeda let him know, so that he could deal with it and find an excuse to call Chuya over.

Otherwise, Dazai could have been impeccable, and completely dispelled Maeda's idea of ​​betrayal during the negotiation.

But this is asking for trouble. After all, he is looking for the killer this time to die. If he succeeds, the backhand is useless at all. Bringing the dwarf may destroy his plan.

——But he just wanted to do this all of a sudden, this whim was so weird that even Dazai himself didn't know why he had this idea.So he didn't say much in front of Maeda, as if he had resigned himself to fate, allowing a traitor to help him make a choice.

If that pineapple finds out, he will laugh for a whole day—because Osamu Dazai is so conceited and arrogant, even if he is as timid as a mouse in some aspects, it is because the monster pretending to be a human does not believe that he has the ability to love anything People, and deeply understand that what they pursue will eventually come to naught, so they are always unwilling to take action.

But he always knows what he wants, and once he makes a decision, no one can change it, let alone pin his fate with someone on the illusory so-called "destiny".

Dazai did just that.

——Isn't this getting deeper and deeper?

Obviously just trying to coax a shikigami, how could it become like this?

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"Brother, how is it?"

Vodka nervously watched Gin put down his phone, and asked with some anticipation.

"Ah, Belmode said that everything is going well with her, and most of the things and members of the 'Headquarters' have been transferred—" Vodka's face just showed joy, when Gin cursed in a dark voice, "That woman is too arrogant , such a big move, it is impossible for the rye whiskey not to notice, that guy is an old enemy that even I have to raise my spirits to deal with!"

Vodka's heart raised high all of a sudden, feeling a little flustered: "Then what should we do?"

"The plan remains the same, let's go to the banquet." Qin Jiu put away the phone with a stern expression.

His voice was frozen and impersonal, and his words were full of cruelty: "Rum has rushed back to receive the information. As for Belmode, if the woman is caught because of her stupidity, she deserves it. If she is smart, she will kill herself. Otherwise, I will find her personally and solve her."

Although it may not be possible to do so, Belmode is deeply trusted by that gentleman, both in terms of status and autonomy, even faintly above Gin, even if Gin is the strongest killer in the organization, he is not qualified to sanction she.

Moreover, Gin said that, but in fact, he still believed in Belmode. This volatile woman calls herself a "secretist" and has a bad relationship with the members of the organization. No one has found out about her details, but the usual The tip of the iceberg is amazing enough.

It's just that his ability to paddle water is superb, and his ability to save his life is first-class, which makes Qin Jiu quite contemptible.But he also had to admit that if it wasn't for a head-on confrontation, Belmode and Lei would have a hard time fighting against each other, and if they lost, they would still have a way to escape. Coupled with the exposure of the opponent's plan, the organization clearly had the upper hand.

As long as the organization doesn't suffer losses, Gin doesn't bother to care about her so-called "little entertainment".

Vodka didn't question Gin's words, but it was a little strange that someone's name should not appear: "Rum? Wasn't he discovered abnormal by the Supernatural Secret Service, and had to stay at the customs to cooperate with the investigation in order to hide his identity?"

"That matter has been settled a long time ago," Gin Jiu said impatiently, "He didn't want to come, so he made excuses to delay the time."

For this second-in-command who is second only to that gentleman, Gin really doesn't have much respect, and even because of the other party's coquettish manipulation, he is so angry that he wants to kill him from time to time. The hatred that that guy draws on him is worse than Belmode high.

However, Rum's loyalty to the organization is beyond doubt.

The author has something to say: how many are there?I try my best to add updates every other day on the basis of daily updates, and it should be able to pay off soon.

A lot of little angels guessed that Dazai didn't want to wear women's clothes, so he tricked them into coming here?Alas, I guessed wrong.

感谢在2019-11-1123:22:29~2019-11-1223:53:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 1 solar orange;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!